Chapter 852 Never Leave Him Alone Again

"Long-term pain is worse than short-term pain. You will never get what is not yours. I can't give you any hope. I am married and I am very satisfied with my Mrs. Zhou. I have no plans to divorce. I will fulfill my responsibilities to you." Yes, but if you want something else, I'm sorry, Han Xuan."

Han Xuan burst into tears. She had not had parents since she was a child, and she had been dependent on her brother Han Hong.

She doesn't feel bitter at all, because her brother is very good to her. He wants to send all the beautiful things in the world to her. She is no less than others, and she is very happy.

Later, her brother became a soldier, and she was proud of her brother.

But when she was 14 years old, just after school, one of her brother's comrades suddenly came over and told her that her brother was gone.

At that time, she felt like the world was falling apart and the whole world was spinning. There were tears in her eyes, but she couldn't cry. She asked her brother how he died, and his comrades said that he was trying to protect someone.

Before she could ask who that person was, a jeep parked in front of her, and 16-year-old Zhou Yao appeared in her life.

He looked at her quietly, then stepped forward and held her in his arms.

All the tears were released at that moment. She knew that her brother died to save this man. She kicked and beat him with her hands and feet, and opened her mouth to bite him, but he was just so silent, silent...

She was hostile to him at first, but as she gradually got to know him, she discovered that he was the same person as her brother, a passionate and upright man. She and he had a common enemy, and that enemy was called a scorpion.

The name "Scorpion" made her hate it, but the name "Scorpion" tightly tied her to him. In the past ten years, they had fought side by side, and she had watched him grow day by day. For being so handsome and unruly, resolute and charming...

She never thought that he would leave her and belong to someone else, because subconsciously she felt that he belonged to her.

But everything happened so suddenly, the woman named Leng Zhiyuan burst in. His eyes were all about Leng Zhiyuan, and she no longer existed.

She is not used to it and is not willing to do it.

She's angry, she's jealous.

She hates it so much.

My brother is gone, why should he be taken away?

He is already her only one.

After Zhou Yao said these words, he turned to leave.

"Brother Zhou," Han Xuan called him in tears, "are you going to leave me like this, like...my brother back then?"

Zhou Yao's tall figure trembled slightly for a moment. For a long time, he said without looking back, "I didn't abandon you. If you insist on ruining yourself like this, it's just that you gave up on yourself. If... Han Hong knew, It will definitely be extremely painful, and all I want from you is a clear conscience.”

He walked away.

"Brother Zhou, don't leave..." Han Xuan ran forward and wanted to chase him.

But Zhou Yao's figure quickly walked to the door, and then Han Xuan saw a tall and graceful figure, Leng Zhiyuan, standing in the dark corner by the door.

She couldn't see clearly the expression on Leng Zhiyuan's face, but Leng Zhiyuan was wearing his coat and a pair of cotton slippers on his feet. Han Xuan took a look at Zhou Yao's feet. Zhou Yao was wearing a couple's pair of slippers that matched hers. Cotton mop.

Zhou Yao walked up to Leng Zhiyuan, reached out and took her little hand, and the two of them disappeared from sight.

At this moment, Han Xuan seemed to have been pierced by thousands of arrows. She stopped, covered her face with both hands and cried and laughed. All the voices in her heart were saying, he actually brought Leng Zhiyuan here, he He was really so unkind to her.

Ha, ha ha...

…

The two returned to Zhou's house and entered the room. Leng Zhiyuan took off his coat and got into bed. When he looked up, the man took off his sweater and was about to get into bed.

She immediately said, "Hey, who allowed you to sleep on the bed? The bed is mine, you go and sleep on the sofa!"

She confidently pointed to the sofa.

"Little bastard!" He cursed in a low voice and lay down on the big bed like a rogue. "It's so cold in winter. What should I do if I catch a cold while sleeping? Your conscience is greatly damaged."

He took advantage of everything?

"Then I'll sleep on the sofa!" She got out of bed angrily.

At this moment, there was a heavy weight on her body. The man stretched out his two strong arms and pulled her down directly. She was pulled into his arms. His two long legs pressed up and trapped her tightly. He buried his head in her hair. He said softly, "Don't move, just go to sleep."

There was a trace of tiredness in his voice.

Leng Zhiyuan immediately stopped moving. She knew that he was in a bad mood. He had not spoken while driving just now. He didn't feel better when he treated Han Xuan like that in the bar, right?

He has always been a clean and neat man who never messed around, but Han Xuan is such a special being. Behind Han Xuan is an obstacle that he could not overcome at the age of 16, and a guilt that he cannot get rid of.

Leng Zhiyuan didn't know how to comfort him. Maybe he didn't need comfort. He was used to carrying all the pressure alone...

Her heart suddenly hurt.

Feeling sorry for him.

Zhou Yao, when can you let yourself go?

Give yourself a break?

…

In the early morning, Leng Zhiyuan woke up in Zhou Yao's arms. She discovered something was wrong. The man holding her was trembling slightly, and there was a layer of cold sweat on her forehead.

"Zhou Yao, what's wrong with you?" She turned around, faced him, and then stretched out her little hand to wipe his sweat.

Zhou Yao closed his eyes tightly, as if he was having a nightmare. The big palm around her waist kept tightening, and he murmured to himself with a pale face, "Don't... don't... Han Hong..."

He was calling "Han Hong" by name.

Leng Zhiyuan quickly held his handsome face with her two small hands, and she comforted him softly, "Zhou Yao, it's not your fault, everything is over... forget it, forget it..."

Zhou Yao did not open his eyes, his whole body was cold, and his expression became more and more painful, "Han Hong... I'm sorry..."

This man did not even have the courage to say "I'm sorry" in reality. It was a mistake he made when he was young. He had no face, so he could only apologize secretly in his dreams.

Leng Zhiyuan pulled the quilt over the two of them. She clung to him tightly, warming his cold body with her body temperature, "Zhou Yao, I will accompany you, I will share with you... Don't be afraid, you are no longer alone..."

Leng Zhiyuan leaned over and kissed his cheek, a little bit, inch by inch.

At this moment, she had only one thought, that is---never let him be alone again.

She had already predicted that being with him would bring many difficulties and obstacles. Han Xuan might become an obstacle that they could not overcome, but what was the big deal? The road of love was never smooth sailing. As long as he held her hand tightly.

He would not let go, and she would not leave.

At this moment, she suddenly understood love, what love was. Love was just a simple thought in a moment, and suddenly it became eternal, and it would be her life from then on.